Okay, it's not Day 2 yet, but I'm pretty excited. Starting earlier never hurts! So... Get a job?
I take the papers near the mailbox and I start checking through.
But wait... Let's check out some juicy gossips of celebrities around town, first. Maybe when I go around town later, who knows I might bump into them, right? And who knows if I can get acquainted to any? Won't it be ashamed if I just don't? Names... Names....
Yeah, I get a few. But there is no picture. What kind of papers is this? Very non-commercial at all. Alright, back to getting-a-job thing... Let's see what we get in this very non-commercial, boring, plain papers...
Wow! I'm surprised! It happens that, this very non-commercial, boring, plain papers, somehow:
1) have some colors and gradients in the job section and
2) offers many jobs!
Crazy, dancing crazy me! Woah~ But then, when it comes to deciding... Which one to go for?
I guess, I'm gonna let my dream tonight to decide...
And then, I paint. I see the big, beautiful house across the road, maybe I can try painting it? And I splash and splatter and splash and splatter and... Heck! What is this??
It doesn't look very much alike, does it? At least, it's still pink... Bravo on that. =.=
And finally, night falls... I sit by the fire pit and roast marshmallow, ALONE. It feels lonely, though. At times like this, I usually hear Layla and Pablo arguing, or maybe I would just lounge on that old sofa, or maybe... Enough! Don't dwell in the past... Leave them all behind, PERIOD.
And I try my best to enjoy the roasted marshmallow, perhaps try to make it my favorite? And done playing with the fire, I go to bed.
Dear Dreams,
Show me the job I'm supposed to be in.
Thank you.
Good night.
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